Alan Bender

Classified No Secret - Poem by Alan Bender

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I read the classified today, looking for a bargainAll I found was a misleading ad for CheneyIt was a call to adventure, and free life insurance, But I am too old to die for nothing special, at leastThat is what the ad said to me, a disabled vet, One who no longer believes the myths we were sold.It has to do with rank and privilege, moral amnesty, Going blind for fame and promotion, tunnel vision, Pensions for prevarication, presumptively promised, Passively delivered like a B-52 napalm payload.

Back when the draft card was spurned and burned, Citizens soldiers hated their work and loved their country.Volunteer mercenaries believe in power ball, Lotteries for life in exchange for short, sure winnings.Living becomes a dice roll, payoffs for profitsMost never get in a scratch ticket bar room gamble, Addicted to a false promise that death deliversWe spend our tax refunds to fill up our SUVzHead back home and watch X-rated DVDzKilling is not an amateur affair, The green back says it all, “In God We Trust”